Ngayong Gabi
Moving On/Critique/Etc
Tonight I Can Write
by Pablo Neruda
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
Write, for example, 'The night is starry
and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.
The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.
She loved me, sometimes I loved her too.
How could one not have loved her great still eyes.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.
To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.
What does it matter that my love could not keep her.
The night is starry and she is not with me.
This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
My sight tries to find her as though to bring her closer.
My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.
The same night whitening the same trees.
We, of that time, are no longer the same.
I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.
My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.
Another's. She will be another's. As she was before my kisses.
Her voice, her bright body. Her infinite eyes.
I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.
Love is so short, forgetting is so long.
Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms
my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer
and these the last verses that I write for her.
by Pablo Neruda
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
Write, for example, 'The night is starry
and the stars are blue and shiver in the distance.
The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.
Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.
I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.
She loved me, sometimes I loved her too.
How could one not have loved her great still eyes.
Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.
To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.
And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.
What does it matter that my love could not keep her.
The night is starry and she is not with me.
This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.
My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
My sight tries to find her as though to bring her closer.
My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.
The same night whitening the same trees.
We, of that time, are no longer the same.
I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.
My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.
Another's. She will be another's. As she was before my kisses.
Her voice, her bright body. Her infinite eyes.
I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.
Love is so short, forgetting is so long.
Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms
my soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.
Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer
and these the last verses that I write for her.
Yes, beautiful poem I know. I'm becoming addicted to Pablo Neruda these days. That's one of my favorites sa mga gawa niya, and i like the last six lines the most. Haaay.
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Today was our first crtique in photography class. Thank God, hindi ako dinaot ng fatale ni Ma'am Anne. But she made many relevant comments. She said i had excellent prints, but she did't want me to be just a printer. She wanted me to be a photographer 'who sees'. Wow. That was REALLY something. I was affected by that comment. Big time! For someone who admits to herself that she's seeing no improvement so far, it was a challenge. I was the only one in class whose contact prints she checked. She said i had far more interesting and better photos than the ones i presented to her. Well, at some point that was a relief. I really hope i'll do better next time. I have to shoot more.
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Habang naglalakad kami mula CNB papuntang Vinzon's kanina habang bumubuhos ang malakas na ulan, nakatanggap ako ng text mula sa buddy Icang ko:
"Anong mas OK sayo? 'I love you' o "I'm in love with you'?"
That made me reaaaalllly think. Tinanong ko mga kasama ko. Iba-iba ang sagot nila. Iba-ibang rason.
Pero ako, pinili ko ang 'I love you'. Kasi ang 'I'm in love with you' ay isang phase lamang. Ibig sabihin lilipas sya. Ayoko nun. Ayoko ng dadaan lang. Gusto ko tumatagal, lumalalim habang tumatagal. Ang 'I love you' ay isang realization. May pinagbasehan, may pinagdaanan. Tatagal, lalalim.
Tama ka buds, ulan lang to. :)
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